But I never thought of having sex with her. So I said- No aunty, I never thought in that way.She said- Call me Shweta! As your Pooja has gone now, you...can replace her with me.Now it clicked. I said- So you were the one watching us all the time.Shweta- Yeah, Pooja’s uncle is much older than me and I never get satisfied. Then I watched you fucking Pooja all night. That time I used to imagine me in Pooja’s place. But now I will make you fuck me.I said -What if I don’t want to fuck you?Shweta- I. 45 semi-automatic and the young woman smiled at her brother as she slapped a full magazine into the butt and pulled back on the slide, letting it spring forward with a satisfying sound."I'll be right here," Wolfgang said softly, taking a position so he would have a clear line of sight into the sitting room and the front door.They'd been waiting for this with growing tension and they were both relieved that the moment was upon them. Wolfgang's hand was steady despite being flushed and damp with. This was for their protection as even the worst criminals held nothing but hatred and contempt for ex-Stasi agents.They sat at a large metal table fixed to the concrete floor in a room devoid of anything but cinderblock walls, surveillance cameras, and a two way mirror. Opposite Wolfgang and Eva was another chair, empty for five minutes until a manacled Edwin Brandt shuffled into the room, escorted by two burly guards holding his arms. He was seated gently, they weren't rough with the man, and. I gasp and try to squirm. "Don't you fuckin dare.....so wet and tight.....mmmmmm you to be punished slut......wheres my paddle?" He removes his fingers and lets go of my neck. I quickly crawl to the closet and find his paddle and bring it to Him in my mouth and kneel in front of him.He has stripped and is sitting at the edge of the bed with His large cock staring at me, in His hand, begging me to taste it, to swallow it whole til I gag and try again and again...."aww you pouty lil bitch...." He.